Category: Ramblings of my mind.
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Why?
I stood there stumped, knowing not what to do, I had no idea what was happening, what was all the fuss about? The people around me were exhilarated, but why? I was at a party or a gathering, but why? Everything seemed chic and elegant, people sipping red wine, women…
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That dream
I am a dreamer, not only a day dreamer but I dream almost every other day in my sleep, sometimes it makes sense but the other times it is almost a chain of events which are not bound to happen or even more the chances of happening any of it…
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Rhythmic
via Daily Prompt: Rhythmic Every other noise, every other sound Was subdued among the clatter of his rhythmic words.
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The fighting cows
There were two cows, fighting over a bag of plastic thrown callously on the ground beside the bin. They were struggling with their mouths to try tearing the bag so as to eat something out of it. The bag wouldn’t slit and the cows wouldn’t let go. I saw this…
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Sunset
Walking down the beach, cool air blowing away my hair, the warm sun smiling at my face, how else could things be beautiful? PC: Yadu Nagar
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My Deceptive face
I used to be kind to people, no matter what but then few circumstances led me to be a bit rash; as and what the situation wants but honestly nothing helped me neither being kind needlessly nor otherwise. My face; well, it deceives me always even if I am kind,…
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Marry someone who could be..
Marriage? Just how big a decision it is? Enormous, right? Who to marry? When to marry? Is the person right for you? And many more unanswered questions pop into one’s head when thinking about this earth-shaking resolution. So me and my friend we were sitting in the food court of…
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Rummaging through the depths of the books
Sauntering through the streets, breathing in the sea breeze, I bumped into a book fare selling books by weight and I pulled my friend inside the hall, cancelling all other plans of movies and dinners. Just the mere whiff of the read pages, innumerable books stacked exquisitely got me oscillated…
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On Life
“Life isn’t about finding yourself, it is about creating yourself.” -George Bernard Shaw
Moushmi Radhanpara 
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